Talisman
The evening sun lingers,
Red, golden,
Unwilling to set.
Time seems to stop.
This moment
Will be a talisman,
Hanging in my heart.
Warming me
When winter’s fist is closed.
Talisman, Copyright © 2017 Connie J Jasperson, All rights reserved, originally published Apr. 7, 2017 on Life in the Realm of Fantasy, http://conniejjasperson.com
Puget Sound Sunset, By Vladimir Menkov (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html), CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/) or CC BY 2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
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Talisman, talisman, have you any rhyme?
Yes, ma’am, yes, ma’am, most of the time.
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I hope things are going well in your current teaching place, Herr Professor! We miss you.
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So far, you are not blocked in China.
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